02/05/2005 13:41

Only for Use in America Chapter 2

Imaku wanted to sleep. It was somewhere in the early hours of the morning, and now he wanted to sleep. Unfortunately, Professor Yu had given him a nice cup of coffee before he left Wakabe for the second time, and he couldn't close his eyes…not even to blink.

So far, on his journey to Kikyou, he had caught a Hoo- (just for the fun of it) called Jo, an Itom (Spinerak) called Sam and had battled various trainers, a few of which he had befriended in his caffeine induced hyperactive state.

And now, as he stumbled into Kikyou, the caffeine gave out on him and he collapsed face down in the dirt.

When Imaku finally emerged from his exhaustion, he discovered that it was still nighttime, despite the fact that his watch told him that he had slept for a good couple of hours. He frowned at it and put it against his ear. He could not detect a ticking so he frowned at it again. Then realization dawned on him…. he owned a digital watch. He slapped his forehead and made for the Pokemon centre.

"You can carry six Pokemon at a time. The rest have to be stored on the PC."

"I know!"

"This's the PC! You can use it to Store things and rate you 88DEX!"

"What the…?"

Imaku was once again being bombarded with either useless advice or stuff that simply didn't make sense. He was starting to lose his temper.

"You can store Pokemon in the computer," said a boy from behind him.

"I KNOW!" screamed Imaku and, whirling round, whacked the boy hard on the nose. Everyone in the entire building stared at him in shock. This was not meant to be a violent game (if you don't count beating cute l'il creatures into a bloody pulp). Imaku quickly cooled off.

"Oh-I-er…" but before he could apologise, Nurse Joy was roughly pushing him out of the door. "But, but…" It was no use. Nurse Joy shook her head and shut the door in his face.

Imaku scowled. This was the worst thing that could have happened! She'd probably tell all her clones and he'd never see the inside of a Pokemon Centre again. Well, not alive. He growled and stomped off to find a PokeMart.

As Imaku entered the shop, his mobile phone rang.

"Hello?" he said cautiously, because he wasn't quite sure who LEG BONZE was. Professor Yu could have changed his name again, for all he knew.

"Imaku good nigh! Leg good a bit? Pokemon good? I Ratt. VIMfiush! Dull!" There was a long silence and Imaku felt as if he should say something.

"Er-"

"Ratt!" The long silence followed again, then, "Good bye!"

Imaku was horrified. He had given his number to a complete psycho. He stood on the spot for a little while.

A little while longer…

Even longer….

Then he realised nothing was happening. So, he rang the author.

On the phone

Imaku: Emily-sama! Nothing happening! What's wrong?

Emily/SailorMeowth/JupiterBlossem: I wrote down the notes for this in several different notebooks and can't find which one HAS THE NOTES FOR THIS CHAPTER!

Imaku: tuts Well, that's what you get for having an obsession with notebooks! Quickly gets off the phone before she can shout at him, or even worse, starts raving on about the wonders of paper things which would eventually lead onto to her crippling obsession with used envelopes

Alas, the author of this could not find the notebook, however hard she tried. So, after little deliberation, she decided to fast forward onto the next chapter and town. Imaku won the badge after losing once and got thoroughly confused by the language. The End. Chapter 3 will arrive shortly! ;!